Summer time, I'll never be asleep Fish are jumping, and the cotton is high All of you, daddy's rich, and your mom is ill So hush, little baby, don't you cry One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky Until that morning, when there ain't nothing can harm you Well, daddy, I'm on my way to town One of these mornings, you're gonna wake up, you're gonna wake up singing Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky Until that morning, when there ain't nothing can harm you Well, there's daddy and mammy standing by Standing by Summer time, please
